Amusement

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Title: Amusement
Author: noelleleithe
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Luke/Noah
Warnings: Pure schmoop. Set sometime in the not-terribly-distant future, but no spoilers.
Word count: ~730
Disclaimer: I don't own anything here except my own words. No copyright infringement is intended.

Summary: Noah forgot the heat, forgot the crowds, forgot everything other than Luke in his arms.

Author's notes: evl_bbw88 gave a prompt on Twitter: "I want a short fic of van/jake or luke/noah at an amusement park being all handsy and cutesy in line." Well, okay then! Also written to fill the schmoop_bingo prompt "neck kisses." Unbetaed, so all my fault. :)

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"Luke!"

Noah pushed Luke away slightly and glanced around at the people streaming past them. None of them seemed to be looking their way, a face which Luke clearly knew as he grinned devilishly up at his boyfriend.

"No one cares," he said, before lowering his mouth back to Noah's neck.

Luke's lips were magical, always managing to find the perfect spots to make Noah's knees weak and certain other body parts hard. Even standing in near-100-degree temperatures in the middle of Disneyland, right outside the exit from the Matterhorn, Luke knew every single button to push when it came to Noah.

Noah's arms wrapped around Luke's waist, and he leaned back against the warm concrete wall behind him in surrender. Waves of sensation crashed over him as Luke nibbled and sucked his way from his collarbone to his ear, pausing to brush little swipes of tongue across the dusting of stubble along Noah's jawline. Luke made little pleased sounds in his throat as he worked, which only served to turn Noah on more.

"Jesus," he whispered as Luke licked behind his ear. "Luke."

"Mmm," Luke murmured back at him. "You taste good."

Noah spread his fingers wide and ran one hand up into Luke's hair, holding him closer as Luke's teeth scraped along the tendon at the side of his neck. His mouth landed on the juncture of Noah's shoulder and neck, and Luke paused there, sucking a fold of skin into his mouth, pulling lightly, biting a little, gradually raising a bruise that would stand out even against Noah's summer tan.

He finally let go and lifted onto his tiptoes, bringing their mouths together in a crashing, messy, wet kiss. Noah kissed him back just as hard, twisting his fingers into Luke's hair, trying to get him even closer despite the muggy heat that already had them covered in sweat.

Luke finally pulled back and stepped away, out of Noah's embrace. A sound of disappointment left Noah's throat automatically, and he felt himself flush as Luke laughed lightly at him.

"C'mon," Luke said, dimples flashing as he reached for Noah's hand. "Let's go again."

Noah laughed and let Luke lead him back to the end of the line. When they came to a stop behind a clump of teenagers who all seemed to be talking simultaneously, Luke reached for Noah's other hand and pulled both of Noah's long arms around his waist from behind, wrapping his arms over Noah's and tangling their fingers together. They stood there in the brilliant California sun, listening to the chattering teens and the automated recording giving instructions to riders in two languages, until Luke finally snickered and started reciting along with the detached voice, tilting his head back to look up at Noah playfully as he put extra emphasis on the "por favor."

Noah forgot the heat, forgot the crowds, forgot everything other than Luke in his arms, smiling and happy, leaning back against his chest, eyes filled with love. Noah dipped down to brush his lips across Luke's, lowered his mouth further to drop a small shower of kisses along Luke's neck, and finally brought his chin to rest on Luke's shoulder, shuffling them forward as the line moved.

"So," he finally said. "You think after this we can go back to the room for a little rest?"

Luke chuckled deep in his throat, a wicked, dangerous sound that Noah heard in his best dreams. "I think we should go back to the room, yeah," he replied as they moved up a few more inches. "But I don't think we'll be getting a whole lot of rest."

Noah pulled his arms from Luke's and spun him around, pushing a surprised gasp out of Luke's mouth that Noah caught in his. His tongue dove deep, drawing out the throaty groans that he loved most, and his hands cupped Luke's ass, grinding their crotches together.

When Luke finally yanked out of the kiss, his breath was ragged and his eyes had darkened to deep caramel. "You know," he rasped. "The Matterhorn will still be here in a few hours."

Grinning in triumph, Noah wrapped Luke's hand in his. "Then let's see it then."

They took off running, laughing as they dodged through the crowds in their path, minds and bodies focused on nothing but each other and escaping together to the privacy of their hotel room.